Monty-e*: The defining touch
Monty-e*: People of Prague
Monty-e*: I grew up with the smell of the lake and the feeling of the woods.
Monty-e*: all around me.
Monty-e*: Sfumature..
Monty-e*: Vertigo
Monty-e*: Nevicata
Monty-e*: Almost monochrome
Monty-e*: The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart
Monty-e*: Three
Monty-e*: They are all telling a story. Their story.
Monty-e*: At the park
Monty-e*: Northern sky
Monty-e*: Il tappeto di Arlecchino
Monty-e*: ~Grow old along with me, the best is yet to be~
Monty-e*: Another day at the office
Monty-e*: ~The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep~
Monty-e*: S m a l l
Monty-e*: ~Autumn in New England~
Monty-e*: Love, in the big city
Monty-e*: Focusing on green
Monty-e*: Single tree
Monty-e*: Of nature and beauty
Monty-e*: Angel Oak
Monty-e*: The tree
Monty-e*: midsummer night's dream
Monty-e*: Sunburn
Monty-e*: Japan maple tree
Monty-e*: African tree